Why deceive me??
62. I'll Find Out.

At that Alan mellowed. "Ok, I'm sorry. You just became drunk, I tried to stop you but you seemed out of control. You lured me into it," Alan said. "Oh, and why didn't you resist me?" She asked

"Well, you're charming and Pretty. What guy would resist that?" He said.

Sara smiled unconsciously at the comment. "You think I'm pretty?" She asked

"Well, you're not bad for a lady, I guess," Alan said

"Are you confessing your feelings?" Sara asked, twirling her hair with her hands.

"Hell no. I would never do something like that," Alan said, almost yelling.

"You b*stard," She said and made to throw a pillow at him but he dishes it just in time as he exited the room.

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DAMON'S POV

I rushes into the kitchen to keep the plates I used in feeding Ronnie when I bumped into Alan. He seemed kinda excited and not in a good way. I immediately hid the plates behind me so Alan won't see what I was holding. I knew he'd tease me and I wasn't ready for it this afternoon.

"Hey, boss," He called.

"You want to die or something?" I asked, eyeing him.

Alan smiled, knowing I didn't mean it coldly.

"Come on boss. What do you have there?" Alan said, trying to look behind me to see what I hid carefully. The more he tried to see what it was, the more moved back.

"Boss, what's over there," Alan said pointing toward a direction.

"You're not using the same old tricks on me again," I said and he sighed in defeat.

"Ahhsh. Why can't I at least get you for once?" He whined like a kid.

"Get lost," I ordered and he smirked before turning around and heading for the door.

When I was sure he was out the door, I started keeping the plates on the sink when he burst open the door again.

"Aha. You were just keeping plates?" Alan said, disappointed. It wasn't what he was expecting, I guess.

"What's up with you?" I asked

It took him just a millisecond to know why I was hiding the plates.

"Wait. If it's just dishes, then why were you hiding it behind you? Then it's because the food wasn't eaten by you but by....." He started.

"Don't you say it," I warned

"Miss Katie," He spat out and smiled.

"You said it," I muttered to myself.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I think I'll go mad if I try to understand you guys, boss. I'll best be on my way," He said and made to turn. "Halt," I said

He paused in his tracks and turned again. "Yes, boss,"

"Didn't you come into the kitchen to find something to eat?" I asked.

"Well...not exactly. I came to...never mind, I'm not hungry anymore," He said and left before I could utter any other word.

He's always so weird. I got a fresh glass of juice and headed upstairs. I was barely halfway when I saw Sara. She was coming down the stairs with her luggage. When she saw me, she paused and smiled. "Good morning," She politely said.

That was weird. How can Sara talk politely to me like this? I nodded.

"I'm leaving the mansion," She said again.

"That's good for you," I said and she bit her lips. "But why now?" I asked again.

"Well, I realized I didn't want to continue pursuing a man who barely acknowledges my presence in his house," She said.

"That's true though," I nodded meaningfully.

"I'll be on my way. Besides, I miss my big sister," She said and started downstairs.

"Let Alan drop you off," I said and I could swear I felt her freeze. What's with her?

"I'm....that would be nice," She finally said.

I shrugged and made my way upstairs.

"Damon," She called and I paused. "Please tell Katie I'm sorry for interrupting her happy moments," She said.

"She'll hear," I said and walked off.

When I arrived in the bedroom, Ronnie was busy touching her legs. She was wincing silently in pain. I felt guilty one more time as I walked to her.

"Mind having a glass of juice?" I asked, hoping she won't snub me again. She just looked at me and pretended like I wasn't there. Who would blame her? I caused pain for her.

I sat down next to her and smiled. I knew she was still mad at me but what could I do right now? I proceeded to give her the liquid. She collected it from me and before she could place it on her lips, I clicked my tongue at her. "You have to take it with your drugs. Or do you prefer water?" I asked and she unconsciously brought out her tongue in disgust.

"I'll have the juice," She replied coldly and I proceeded to bring out the pack of drugs so she could gulp it down with the juice. I watched her in sadness as I wanted to hug her. Then I remembered she was massaging her legs when I came in. I reached forward to touch her legs and she made to pull her legs away from me. I gently took it back and started massaging it.

"Don't worry. You can hate me after all these but please allow me to amend my mistakes," I said, staring into her eyes and she looked away. It felt just right as my hands gently massaged her bare legs. RONNIE'S POV

Why is he acting so sweet toward me? I wouldn't say I don't enjoy it but it'll make it hard not to forgive him. How I love the way his hands are messaging my cold feet. I tried to focus but he was breaking all my concentration. I felt a little tinge of pain in my legs but it couldn't be compared to the pleasure of having this masculine and handsome man doing this to my senses. What can I say? I'm in love with him but mad at him. Why did he even do it? I'll make sure he tells me what made him take such a harsh decision on me. We were fine just before we arrived at the hospital, but he changed his demeanor and turned cold when we were heading back home. I think something triggered his anger. I've got to find out. But for now, I think I'll stay cold and receive all the pampering that comes with being mad.